Someone asked about Xingxing, Mu Yunhan said lightly: "She is asleep now. I think she is very cute. Let's keep her first and see if anyone has lost a child."
Aunt Zhang said: "You have to be careful. If you really lose it, you won't admit it. If you come to admit it, you must have bad intentions. Either you want to sell it or you want to do bad things."
Da Mi smiled and said: "Don't worry, Madam, our wife is very considerate in her work."
Everyone joked and laughed, and the matter was finally revealed.
On the third day, after the wedding banquet was over, someone came to report that many soldiers had left the Xiangshan garrison, and they were arranged neatly, as if they were ordered to march to the border between Zhao and Qi.
Everyone in Shoushan Town could not help but think too much, and came to ask Mu Yunhan: "Aren't you going to defend the Dragon Vein? We drove away a team of troops before, and if we transfer so many people this time, there will only be old and weak soldiers left in Xiangshan, right? Can we hold it?
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"Are the Qi people going to invade? Let the priest think of a way!"
"What should we do in the future? Should we flee? Where can we go? Madam is leaving too, right? No one will care about us after we leave."
Mu Yunhan had to comfort them: "We are far away from the border. If the capital is still there and Your Majesty is still there, Zhao will not fall."
Besides, our high wall is so strong, and there is a moat, even if the Qi people come for a while, they can't get in. I won't leave for the time being, don't worry..."
After everyone sat around for a while, they had no choice but to leave sighing.
In the evening, another person came, but it was to deliver orders to Mu An.
Mu An thought he was calling him back to the army to fight at the border, but unexpectedly he was ordered to lead the remaining two hundred soldiers to guard the Dragon Veins of Xiangshan Mountain before the new guard arrived.
Mu An was dumbfounded: "Two hundred?"
Only two hundred of the tens of thousands of troops are left? Although this is expected, it is still too few.
The herald was also Wu Yanzhuang's subordinate in the past, and he had a comradeship with Mu An, so he often said a few words: "These two hundred are just old and weak soldiers, but Xiaomu, you have many methods, and you can always find a way to support them."
Mu An smiled bitterly: "When will the new guard arrive?"
The herald shrugged: "I don't know. I have to go back to get my orders back, so I'll take one step first, and you can follow me quickly."
Mu An was very unhappy to receive this task. He just wanted to accompany and protect Mu Yunhan and Xingxing. The most important thing was that the family reunited happily.
However, he was still in the military and could not disobey, so he had to go and talk to Mu Yunhan first, and then hurried back to Xiangshan Station to talk to Meng Jia.
Unexpectedly, he didn't even see Meng Jia's face. He was hurriedly taken to the meeting hall and threw a lot of account books and seals over: "That's it, you can do it as you like."
Mu An was in a hurry, and by the time he put his things away and went out, Meng Jia had already led the people away.
He was furious, thinking that this must be Meng Jia's revenge. He wanted to curse and chase after him, but he felt that his vest was very hot and uncomfortable.
He touched his back with his backhand, and when he looked back, he saw two hundred old and weak soldiers squatting under the wall, leaning against the wall, or sitting on the ground, with their waists hunched and their backs hunched, holding weapons in their arms.
She looked at him with a look that was extremely scary.
"What are you looking at?" Mu An's scalp was numb when they looked at him.
A fire-headed soldier stretched out a sharp spatula: "Vice General Mu, the imperial envoy has confiscated all the food. Let's wait for the rice to be cooked, otherwise everyone will be hungry tonight."